All Chapters of The Feral Alpha’s Rejected Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

DominicusOnce she’s gone, a low growl rumbles through my chest, a protest against my current predicament. I should have finished this, and finished it cleanly. But no, my wolf had to intervene, to complicate matters.A wave of frustration washes over me and I start to pace. I had come here with a singular purpose, a cold, efficient task. But something, some inexplicable force, had derailed my plans. No. Not some mysterious power. Her. She had thrown a wrench into the works. A surge of anger courses through me. I should have killed her on sight. But no, I had gazed into her eyes… those wide eyes, hazel and enchanting, like a twilight forest where golden flecks of sunlight dance upon the leaves… and I had been disarmed.I growl in frustration and pace restlessly, the crunch of leaves and twigs beneath my feet a discordant rhythm to the turmoil within me. My wolf, that monstrous beast is silent. Usually, a whirlwind of rage and violence, he is now eerily calm. My prey had been within

DianaThe next morning, I drag myself to work, feeling like I've aged a decade overnight. The constant state of fear and vigilance is taking its toll, etching worry lines into my face and dimming the light in my eyes. As I push open the diner door, the familiar scent of coffee and bacon wraps around me, a small comfort in my tumultuous world.Ellen is already there, her warm smile faltering as she takes in my haggard appearance. Her brow furrows with concern, and I can see the question forming on her lips before she even speaks."Diana, honey," she starts, her voice gentle, "how's the apartment search going?"I feel a pang of guilt for the lie I'd told her yesterday, but it mixes with a surge of gratitude for her genuine concern. I shake my head, unable to meet her eyes. "Not great," I mumble, fiddling with my apron strings.Ellen's frown deepens. "No luck at all?"I sigh, deciding to be honest – or as honest as I can be without revealing the terrifying truth of my situation. "Even if

DianaI wake with a start, my heart pounding in my chest. The remnants of a dream cling to the edges of my consciousness - a dark figure, looming over me, a sense of both fear and... something else. Something I can't quite name.Shaking my head to clear the cobwebs, I sit up, my eyes darting around the small loft. Everything is as I left it last night, but something feels... different. The air seems charged, as if a storm has just passed through.I run a hand through my tangled hair, wincing as my fingers catch on knots. As I swing my legs over the side of the bed, a chill runs down my spine. I can't shake the feeling that I'm being watched."Get it together, Diana," I mutter to myself, forcing my body into motion. "You're just paranoid."But am I? After everything that's happened, can I really afford to dismiss these feelings?I shuffle to the tiny bathroom, turning on the shower and letting the steam fill the small space. As I step under the hot water, I feel some of the tension lea

DominicusI burst out of the diner, my vision clouded with a red haze of fury. The cool air hits my face, but it does nothing to quell the inferno raging inside me. My fists are clenched so tightly I can feel my nails digging into my palms, drawing blood. But the pain is nothing compared to the turmoil in my mind.Someone tried to hurt her. Someone put a bounty on her head.The words echo in my mind, each repetition stoking the flames of my anger. I barely register the startled looks of the humans around me as I stalk down the street, my body trembling with the effort of containing my rage.I need to get away. Now. Before I lose control completely.With inhuman speed, I make for the forest. The trees blur past me as I run, branches whipping against my skin. But I feel nothing. Nothing but the all-consuming rage that threatens to tear me apart from the inside.As soon as I'm deep enough in the woods, away from prying eyes, I let out a roar that shakes the very earth. Birds take flight i

Diana The past few days have been... surreal. I've gone from disbelief to acceptance, and now, to a cautious excitement that I can barely contain. The Alpha's words echo in my mind: "You can stay." Three simple words that have changed everything. I wake up each morning, half-expecting to find myself back in the dingy motel room I've been living in since I got here. But instead, I'm here, in this small but comfortable loft above the diner. It's not much, but it's mine. At least for now. The weight that's been pressing down on my chest since I left my pack has lifted somewhat. I know the problems aren't solved - my pack is still out there, still looking for me. The bounty on my head hasn't magically disappeared. But for the first time in what feels like forever, I have a place to rest. A chance at something resembling a normal life. As I get ready for my shift at the diner, I catch sight of myself in the small mirror above the dresser. There's meet in my cheeks, and the dark circles